Thursday, April 30, 2009

First Meeting of all Managers and Supervisors with the GM. The PANAs --- on with their usual "pasiklaban" acts. The NOYPIs --- listening intently, not mindful of them.

Then came a comment from the GM in front of all the listening crowd. "He is like a TIGER. Doing his job, making follow-ups and he had just recenly made an excellent observation about our website. My hat's off to you!"

Countless remarks suddenly poured in --- very good observation, that was very good, congratulations!

He even received an e-mail with this photo:

"Well done Mr. Tiger. Keep it up!" --- from the Production Manager

The gentleman that he is, he replied: " Apparently, the Tiger has a very good trainer --- my boss."

Friday, April 24, 2009

300 USD --- not bad (as in NOT BAD!) for delaying your flight and have it re-scheduled the next day. How did it happen this time? And why does it always happen on you? Almost 15000, you are truly blessed!

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Had too much of the day. Too much stress. But not much work. Too much laundry. But our washing machine, too much problem! It was one Friday morning, clad with my best "kuskos-piga" skills, the dial of the washer suddenly snapped. Result: I ended up manually washing my clothes.

Two fridays already passed since then.

At around 7pm today, I obliged my self to start sorting laundry and pulled my self to start washing. The washer dial, which used to have automatic timer and spinwash, has to be manually maneuvered and has to be held until your forefinger and thumb starts to hurt. After this, you have to untangle the clothes to make room for another spinning. A tiresome and waste-of-time routine because you don't have time for other things (as I used to multitask when doing my laundry). No time to cook either so I only had bread, 2 bananas and strawberry milk for dinner.

To save time, I usually start rinsing the first batch manually. As I was doing it, which meant the washer is not spinning, I rotated and bent over to reach the dial. This time it snapped again. For a while, it seemed that I broke this darn machine again. It totally stopped spinning even with my aid. When I was about to give up, it started washing on its own. Miracle! Siguro naawa na si Lord sa akin :D

So dalawang tulog na lang, andito ka na ulit! I pray that you'd have a safe and relaxing journey going back here. I pray that your vacation has given you renewed strength and rekindled your motivation to work anew. See u very, very soon Be!

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Just recently, a lot has been happening in our company due to the sudden death of our Managing Director.

The new General Manager is implementing different instructions that is unappealing to "the oldies" and is a constant laughingstock nowadays.

But what I could not understand is that they seem to ridicule even his instruction of keeping Saturday, the other is Friday, as another non-working day --- another OFF-day. What?? I really can't dig it. Why can't they just be happy and obey him? I am happy! So happy that as early as now, I am already planning on how I could use that extra day for recreation or maybe for rest. I'd like to obey.. But my boss told me that I am not yet entitled to it because I am still on probation for the next 3-months. What a pity! Oh well, at least there is another thing, aside from regularization increase, to look forward to after my probation :D

You know what, I think they are sick! If only they could open their eyes some more and see that there is more to life than work! If only I could share to them the happiness there is to life than confining one's self inside the office for countless hours and days! Hey officemates, we were created not only to work but also to live!

Hindi naman ako galit ha, nagpapaliwanag lang :D

Lastly, I could still recall a story about our deceased Managing Director. While inside the ICU, he suddenly got up, removed all the tubes inserted in or poked on his body and while wailing he said, "I like to see my daughters!"

Remember that in your deathbed, your work will not cry for you. (It will not even shed a tear for you. In fact, it could easily find someone to replace you.) But your FAMILY surely will.

Monday, April 6, 2009

I remember the first time I saw you. Quietly minding your own, staring at people passing by. That made me notice you. Your simple elegance somewhat caught my eyes. Even then I knew that we were meant for each other.

I remember the first time we had our first stroll. Did you see how proud I was just being with you? I hope you did. 'Cause I love how you comforted me. I love how gently you carried me amidst the chill of the night. It was as if we knew each other for a long time. We had fun that night and I was wishing then that we would never part again, ever.

But all is gone, Mitch.

I am sorry that I left you. I did not know. I thought you were still with me that morning. I thought you were just walking by. Please forgive me. And now like Solo, you are gone --- gone forever.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Woke up around 9am. Prepared the washing machine. Got all the the dirty clothes. Spinned the first batch. Then when I was about to go on with the next, the spin dial seemed to have lost contact within. Darn. I ended up manually washing my clothes! And there were lots of it :(

I did my best to finish by 1pm. Ate 2 M&S cookies and drank a glass of water just to suppress my hunger (as I no longer have time to cook). I have to be in church by 2. So after resting for about 30 minutes, I hurriedly took a bath and dressed up. I don't want to miss the P&W!

Then came the message about PRAYER. Simply put, prayer affirms what is written in His Word; so we have to believe and claim His promises in us. The ABC's of prayer :D

After church, Jane and I went to Cebu Restaurant as she wanted to treat me out. Talk about answered prayers :D She had just gotten back from Oman (from where she waited her employment visa) and she wanted us to eat as a welcome treat. She was so happy and relieved that she's back. We talked about stranded Filipinoes there. The hopeless case of some. The hopefuls who are still awaiting a spark of miracle so that they could come back here. I know how she felt. I experienced it too.

We departed around 5pm. I went home to rest. Ate 1 biscuit for some sugar-rush. Had to prepare because I'm meeting up with my small group friends. (Last small group session, we agreed to burn up some fats, sweat a bit and exercise!) Jeff, Apz and Jim made it. I did not know what happened with Arbee. Before I left church, he told me he would come. Same goes with Martin. Anyway, I was so glad that I was able to pump up some muscles again after two weeks of no exercise at all! I took time to teach Jeff some routines while Jim had Apz. We finished around 9.

Right after gym, I headed straight to the supermarket. I no longer have rice to cook. I was so hungry I could eat an elephant! (Now, I'm exaggerating :D)

Got home, rested again. Went to the kitchen and cooked rice. Good thing I still have some eggs for a quick meal. Then my roomates gave me a pininyahan drumstick. Maybe they took pity on me after seeing me eating omelet, haha.

Then around 11:10pm, I looked for my sling bag. Wait. I left it in the resto! Huwaaah :( Hope it is still there. Good thing the resto was just like some 5 minutes walk from our villa.

The wind was so chilly. Freak weather it is. Just some days ago, it was beginning to get hot. Then now, my whole body was literally shaking as I walked. As I approached the resto, I prayed a little to God. Hope it's still there. And then --- lo and behold, my precious sling bag!

Friday, April 3, 2009

There we were trying to convince the terminal officer to admit Aimee's 42-kg baggage but to no avail. Somehow, our power of persuasion was no match to his steadfast adherence to the rules. We had no choice but to open up the box we painstakingly wrapped up, tied up and tidied up for more than an hour. And there we were standing on the counter with our ashened face trying to make out what to do next. But what to do?

With a lightning speed, Aimee was gone. Ardee and I were left taking turns to off-load the box. Trying to figure out which stuff we should unpack. Cookwares, shoes, clothes, M&S biscuits, etc. --- off you go. Then as we turned, there we found Aimee with a masking tape on hand and a sack bag on the other. Only thing lucking now is a cutter. Thank God for keys!

Back to the terminal. X-ray. Sticker. Weighing. At last it was 38 this time! We thought we had almost made it but we did not! The officer still could not accept it. But to a high of Php9000 (800 AED), the excess baggage fee was lowered to Php4000 (400 AED). Still a lot of money for us. 4 thousand is already enough for a nice dinner for 2 families somewhere in ATC. Again, we had to unpack!

This time we got rid of the Tefal cookware totally. Also done some trial and error to find out if we had at least reached 35. Then we called the officer again. Bore the usual pleading actuations. Made some babby talks. Showed some weary eyes. At last, the officer finally gave in.

24 hours later, here I am alone. Hungry. Not in the mood to cook. Not in the mood to go out. Not in the mood to do anything else. Was asked by my roommates to go out with them for a birthday party but I declined. I am too lazy to party and even too lazy to eat. All I wanted is to finish off this blog and snooze off to sleep.